to herd or not to herd
For the individual wanting to break free of the unending sea of collectives and institutions contending for his soul...and more...put together by a Visionary Philosopher, so I've been told. Maybe you want to stay tuned to see if that's true... with notes on The End of the Nation State.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
The Big Oyster
"A crisis (and this will be a very real one) always draws exhortations from the authorities to 'unite' and 'pull together' ?- which usually boils down to following orders and turning in those who don't. People will want, and will get, 'strong leadership.' This does not bode well for libertarians, classical liberals, and free thinkers, in general. . . I suggest you at least consider the possibility of transplanting yourself, or at least start by transplanting some assets. Don't look at it as a negative thing. The world is your oyster. Make the most of it." --Doug Casey
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Escalating Complexity and the Collapse of Elite Authority
One shakes one’s head in disbelief. Is there anything our “educated classes” can’t fuck up, any reality they won’t deny?No.
Full essay.
Monday, January 11, 2010
The Crazy Ones
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"Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status-quo. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify, or villify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do." --Steve JobsThey probably don't stand out in a crowd either.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!” --Jack KerouacThanks to Tessa in the comment section.